River Sing Me Home Novels & Stories

“Hate me, say what you want but you are still the same man who took me right here and made me feel like the Goddess blessed me with the beauty of a thousand orchards. I want to fight for you. For all of you back and if this is the- “ “This isn’t the way; I can assure you of that” “Is that you or Silva talking?” “Both of us” “Make love to me, please” “One week, Vi. If you are not gone by then, my brothers and I will come hunting for you. And you know how hunting looks like right? One week” Tears spring her eyes, I’m already out of her vicinity before she can launch herself at me. Xxxxxxx Coming home is torture. Not only does the scent of sex reek in the air or River’s pheromones too strong to

I need to pull myself together, I need to stay alive for my family. I got up and walked towards the river for some water. I knelt down to the ground and placed my hands in the water to let my skin feel the cold refreshing water. I had never seen such clear water before, so beautiful. Everything in here seemed so wealthy and totally opposite to my country, it's like a paradise here! The beauty of this country made me miss my hometown...everything here seemed perfectly flawless that it made me crave for flaws...I put my face close to the river and took little sips of water. Wow! I never knew water tastes this good! I splashed some on my face. It was what I needed, maybe this life isn't that ba

She knew it would be even more beautiful at other times of the year. The recent storm had swollen the stream. In some places it bounced furiously down the rock, sending small splashes of white into the air; in others it gathered into clear pools, where the eddying currents carried dead leaves and other detritus around in spiraling dances. It should have been cold sitting here exposed to the chill breeze, but not with Rave beside her. His heat seemed to seep into the rock, warming her seat almost as if she was sitting on a heated pad. “That's the Moodus River down there,” Rave said. “A mile or so downstream, it flows into the Salmon River. We're not too far from the infamous noises that had y

she concluded and just like that we were on our way home. ************************ Immediately we got home, I flopped on the couch while River walked into the kitchen. “Where are you going?” I yelled “Going to get some actual tea!” she yelled back which made me chuckle. I brought out my phone, as I began to scroll though it. Social media was going crazy. River’s face was plastered all over the fucking blog. Just then River walked in with a tray. It had a teapot and two cups, then the plate had some cookies.

But suddenly. “Mommy, Daddy.” A cry from a little girl echoes right in front of him and from the other end of the bridge. The night that is deep and quiet makes the crying echoes. The burning cars in front of them and the smell of intoxicating burns are raising. He stops crying, now pitying the little girl that just got his attention. He turns his gaze in front and saw the little one dressed in red, full of wounds, and crying hard. Her cheeks are red from crying and her nose seems to swell because of the same reason. The lights from the bridge made him see her clearly, or perhaps he is only seeing himself from her.

Rock: I need your help. River: What do you need help with, Rock? I'm busy getting everything ready for the game tonight. Rock: You're not the only one who can handle things. Can you please just come home? River: I won't come home unless you tell me why. And if it's because you're hungry or thirsty, I'll say no because that's not an emergency, no matter what you think. She's really getting on my nerves. Rock: Well, is falling on the damn floor not an emergency for you, River?

"Sound waves? Did you store your voice in water? How did you do it?" Summer giggled. "Here. Try hitting these bottles with a spoon. Gently!" River grabbed a nearby spoon and did as Summer instructed. When the tinkling sound was heard, his eyes widened. "Oh? This is like a note!" Summer smiled. "Hit another bottle." Finding different sounds, River clicked his tongue. "Cool! This is like a musical scale. How did you make it, Summer?"

“Daniel couldn’t get it to work?” “The heat won’t come on.” Starlight pointed at the fireplace over her shoulder. “But at least, I got the fire going, even if I did burn my thumb and singe some hair.” She held her thumb up. She hadn’t expected him to cradle her hand in his or hold up her thumb for a thorough inspection. Starlight wanted to yank her hand away and scowl at him... No, she didn’t. Which was worse. His gaze locked with hers. “Some homecoming, huh?”

I turn to see River emerging from the passage, one hand braced against the wall, furious eyes fixed on me. “Come here, hunter.” I look back at the gate. Then at him. Please. I pray to the gods. For once, please help me. I don't let myself think about it again and I touch the archway. “No—” The symbols flare brighter, swallowing River’s words. A crash sounds behind me, but I don't look back. Please take me home. And then the light takes me.

"We're like rivers in the night I go left and you go right We'll find out on the other side Who we are, who we are "Wish me luck and give me hope Give me sunlight to my day And turn it into gold Carry on, carry on "We'll take these broken souls Make them as good as new Bind it together into something we could never lose "We're rivers in the night I go left and you go right We'll find out on the other side Who we are, who we are "We can make it